Fall is almost over here already. The mountains are covered with “termination dust.” I’ve learned that the first snow on the mountain tops is called termination dust because it is signals the official termination of summer. Despite the snow, the ducks have not yet flown south. We took the twinkies on a walk armed with goldfish and stale bread to feed them.
Reese tried to get them to eat out of his hand…
Mission not accomplished, but he looked cute trying.
Jackson got even with them by making off with a feather…
Birds are gross. Feathers are gross. I’m sure that feather is going to show up in my house. Ick.
We wandered along the creek bed and saw some nearly dead salmon trying to make their way upstream.
I hadn’t seen them before, it was pretty cool. Don’t tell anyone I said so though, I don’t want to get a reputation as some sort of nature girl.
Tonight was the big Homecoming Dance. I tried not to think about it (so I wouldn’t cry) but Taryn was awfully excited. So were the twinkies.
John was too cool to go to the dance, but at least he posed for a picture with his beautiful twin sister.
For the record, he already regrets skipping it. Yes, I did say “I told you so.”
Since she is a smart girl who did not want to wind up crying in the bathroom all night, she went with a group of friends. However, that didn’t stop her main squeeze from trying to get in a little smooch…
Here’s hoping that’s the only smooch she gets!!